Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() Ximen Qing knew that it was a song ji from hearing the sound, and it is a tradition of Song Dynasty restaurants to sing a song ji West story.

Jin Cuilian just played some ditties with her father, old man Jin, to catch up with the audience, so it can be regarded as a singer.

For a super luxurious flagship restaurant like Fenglelou, this kind of music is of course indispensable.

Ximen Qing was about to ask Jiang Jing to order the mustache to bring a few singers in for fun, but unexpectedly there was a slight quarrel at the door.

"What's going on?" Wu Song frowned: "It's not safe to eat a meal, so they all rushed away!"

As soon as this remark came out, the quarrel at the door stopped, and the voice of the mustache repeatedly apologized: "It's really rude in front of the distinguished guests, and the villain will let them all go."

Ximen Qing was different from Wu Song, so he naturally knew that the two groups of singers were going to fight for business, and there was a quarrel at the door, and the mustache couldn't persuade him.

"Bring them all in."

Ximenqing smiled slightly, didn't you have to queue up to pick and choose when you go to Dongguan, Baihualou knows this truth, why doesn't the owner of Fenglelou understand this truth?

Vegetables and radishes have their own favorites, and if you are fat, swallows and thin, you should prepare some for guests to choose from.

Now that Ximen Qing opened his mouth to let everyone in, the mustache is easy to deal with. Immediately, he saw several beautiful women rushing in. The incense on the clothes wafted up before the people came. He saluted and showed a professional smile.

The mustache also stood on one side with his hands down, ready to serve at any time.

What Ximen Qing didn't expect was that two more young girls came in at the door, their clothes were quite different from those in front of them, and their expressions were a little shy.

"Boss, I'm afraid these two are newcomers and maybe they are not from Fengle Building." The fortune teller Jiang Jing covered his mouth with his sleeve and said to Ximen Qing in a low voice: "All those who can enter Fengle Building are rich people. , Those singers who have the courage to come in and sing on their own, reach out to beg for money after singing."

"It seems that the management of Fengle Building is still relatively loose. There are singers from other places coming to eat wild food? No wonder there are quarrels."

Ximen Qing thought for a while and grinned, then looked at the two young girls twice more.

The two young girls waited upstairs for a long time without making a move, and when they finally saw Ximen Qing and the others coming in, they rushed over. It happened that the mustache called the singer from Fengle Lou to come over, so some disputes arose.

Now that they were all called in, no matter if it was the young girl or the singers from Fenglelou, they all showed smiles.

Especially the eyes of the two young girls showed some gratitude. One of them came to Ximen Qing and poured two cups of tea with his slender hand. The other came to Jiang Jing and brought a hot towel. Willing to serve.

Naturally, the singers in Fengle Building were not good looking, some sang, some danced, and two even came forward to serve Wu Song hot tea, and came to serve Erniang Sun.

Wu Song frowned, and Sun Erniang even scolded, and directly drove the song chicken away: "I have hands and feet, why do I need you?"

After Wu Song heard this, he also waved his hands to tell the singers to leave. The two singers had seen too many guests, and they didn't show aggrieved expressions. They still retreated with smiles and joined the singing and dancing team.

Ximen Qing looked at him coldly and said in his heart: "Profession, this is a profession."

This is when the door curtain was lifted, and a guy walked in with Lao Gao's stack of dishes, and yelled loudly as he entered, "Eight dishes of seasonal fruits and fragrant medicines."

The helper mustache rushed over and helped the waiter put the dishes one by one on the table from among the tall dishes, announcing his name while arranging them.

The seasonal fruits are nothing more than apples and the like. Dried fruits include longan, hazelnuts, pine nuts, and ginkgo.

Many things here are shipped from various places, and the cost must be not small.

But think about Bianliang, Tokyo as the center of the entire Great Song Dynasty, where should good things be sent instead of here?

After busying for a while, Mustache told the waiter to go down, and stood by the table with his arms crossed. The fortune teller Jiang Jing knew that it was time for a reward. If he followed Ximen Qing's temper, he would just reward him casually.

However, when the fortune teller Jiang Jing had plans to come, he specially exchanged a lot of copper coins from the cashier of Xixi Building, which happened to be used at this time.

Throwing out a string of copper coins, there are seventy if not eighty. The little bearded helper has a sharp eye and a quick hand.

This guest has met himself!

Mustache took the copper coins, hurriedly bowed to thank him, and went out to help urge the food again.

The singers who watched the show got rewarded for their help, and they gathered around one after another. Sun Erniang's eyes rolled, and the two singers who had been rushing towards Wu Song stopped in resentment.

As for Jiang Jing and Ximen Qing, they fell into a land of tenderness.

The divas were dawdling around, making various tricks frequently.

Some begged with soft words, some pretended to be angry and coquettish, and some even acted cute!

This made Ximen Qing suddenly come to a certain maid cafe in the later generations. Some of the bold ones saw that the effect of soft words was not obvious, so they simply committed themselves to do it in Ximen Qing's arms.

"It's good to have money!"

Although Ximen Qing has long been a veteran in the romantic battle, he still couldn't help sighing.

If it wasn't for traveling by myself, would there be such a moment?

The magician Jiang Jing is also a veteran in the romantic field. Although there are not as many singers around him as Ximen Qing's side, he played with the singers with copper coins and got a lot of kisses.

At the same time, Jiang Jing secretly stuffed a heavy money bag into Ximen Qing's sleeve, which was naturally copper coins for rewards.

Ximen Qing gave rewards one by one while wiping his oil, and his hands were more generous than Jiang Jing's. The singers smiled and expressed their thanks in soft words, and they naturally took the initiative to post them.

Sun Erlang looked at this scene, then turned his head to look at Wu Song, and suddenly realized how the Ruyi Langjun in his eyes was sitting upright, looking down on these vulgar fans.

What Wu Song thought was: "Brother has worked hard to experience the success of Fengle Building!"

After a while, the singers retreated slowly, and Ximen Qing realized that the two young girls were sitting on the side a little lonely, presumably they were squeezed up by the singers and pushed them away quietly. go out.

The singers who got the reward looked at the two young girls with complacency and sarcasm in their eyes.

Where did the young ones come to Fengle Building to grab business?

Ximen Qing smiled slightly, and waved to the two young girls. The two looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes, and walked steadily in front of Ximen Qing.

There were more than 100 copper coins in the purse, Ximen Qing simply stuffed them into the hands of one of the young girls: "Take it and divide it!"

This time, it was even more reward than those singers just now. The two young girls felt that they had done little, so they hurriedly bowed down and wished Ximen Qing a blessing, and said in a low voice: "If you are interested, my sisters will be willing." "

To be honest, Ximen Qing didn't even like these two young girls, not to mention Pan Jinlian in the family, even Xue'er surpassed the appearance of these two, she immediately shook her head: "The one who rewards you is the one who rewards you." step back."

Speaking of Ximen Qing habitually touched the Lei Gongshi on his waist, the eyes of the young girl with the purse in her hand lit up, and she asked hesitantly, "Is your honored guest's surname Ximen?"

"Huh?" Ximen Qing immediately sensed that something was wrong. Why was he suddenly recognized when he came to Fengle Lou for dinner?And there are still two young girls who don't know each other.

"Could it be that the owner of the body I passed through before did a good thing?"

Ximen Qing thought to himself, and nodded slightly to the young girl.

The young girl had an ecstatic expression on her face, and even stuffed her companion with the reward, she suddenly turned over and knelt down and said: "I just saw that my benefactor is familiar, and she is indeed a senior official of Ximen!"

"benefactor?"

Ximen Qing became more and more strange, if it was said to be romantic once, it would be fine, why did he come out as a benefactor?

The girl raised her head, with some tears on her face: "Does your benefactor still remember Fahua Temple?"

Ximen Qing's complexion changed, and he hurriedly waved his hands to let the gang of geeks back out, and told Wu Song to guard the door so that no one could come in.

Over a hundred women in distress were rescued in the battle of Fahua Temple. Could this young girl be one of them?

It's nothing to receive a big gift, but it's not a good thing that Ximenqing and others have just arrived in the capital.

The fortune teller Jiang Jing also said that there are thousands of inspectors in the imperial city of Tokyo, although he knew, would he listen?

Ximen Qing and Wu Song haven't reported to the Imperial City Department yet, so they don't want to cause any trouble first, don't give an order at that time and arrest them as Liangshan bandits, then their future will be ruined.

Compared with the case of Fahua Temple, Ximenqing didn't care that the story of "Skillful Ximen" was spread around the rivers and lakes. Anyway, if someone asked, just push it clean.

As for Song Jiang's side, Ximen Qing was even less worried. Hei Sanfatty's defeat in Liangshan might not even be able to stay in the Imperial City Division anymore.

"You were rescued in Fahua Temple back then?" Ximen Qing asked.

The young girl nodded vigorously and shed tears: "The benefactor always thinks that one day I can see the benefactor again, and today my wish is fulfilled, this life is enough."

The companion next to him obviously heard the woman talk about the Fahua Temple, put the money bag back on the table, and also knelt down: "So how can I accept the money from Qiaoer's benefactor?"

After hearing this, Ximen Qing knew that the young girl's name was Qiao'er, and her companion was Xiaocui.

Ximen Qing said strangely: "I remember that you paid each of you a few dollars to return home, how did you end up here?"

Qiaoer said with tears: "My family originally went to Fahua Temple to see the peach blossoms with my family. Unexpectedly, the situation changed suddenly, and only my family was left. I had no benefactor and died tragically under the sword of the rebels. I took the money and returned home to find my father. The brother's family seized all the property, even the money, and sold the servant's house to the courtyard!"

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

Chapter [-] Benefactor:

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